That plumber was a druggie
sitting around with his brother eating shrooms all day.
They would babble on and on about monsterous turtles
and ghosts that were bashful.
He even claimed he had a girl once
but said a dragon was holding her captive downtown.
I asked him to show me but he could not.
Said she must be somewhere else.
Those brothers are long gone now,
how I miss their stories.
They both left this mortal plane together
when they died trying to fit in a pipe.
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